Tuesday, August 05, 2008

The Wisdom of the Wise

I am reading about the beginnings of humanism in the 15th and 16th century, and really appreciate uncovering the roots of so many errors in thinking that pervade our world today. But this morning I realized that the root causes of humanism go much deeper than five hundred years into history.

1Cr 1:19 For it is written, I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and will bring to nothing the understanding of the prudent.


1Cr 1:20 Where [is] the wise? where [is] the scribe? where [is] the disputer of this world? hath not God made foolish the wisdom of this world?


1Cr 1:21 For after that in the wisdom of God the world by wisdom knew not God, it pleased God by the foolishness of preaching to save them that believe.


1Cr 1:22 For the Jews require a sign, and the Greeks seek after wisdom:


1Cr 1:23 But we preach Christ crucified, unto the Jews a stumblingblock, and unto the Greeks foolishness;


1Cr 1:24 But unto them which are called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God, and the wisdom of God.


1Cr 1:25 Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men.


Paul wrote these verses around 55 A.D. I have known about them my whole life, but, juxtaposed against my current reading of history, they deepen my understanding that there is nothing new under the sun. Our history of Western Civilization is a parade of ideas that have circulated since the world began.

Monday, August 04, 2008

Praise

I don't want to go into too much detail, but would like to praise the Lord a little for His mercy toward us regarding our finances.

I had four last things on our homeschool supply list that I needed to purchase: an algebra book, a book on writing poetry (The Roar on the Other Side), a metronome for Mariel (ours works intermittently), and the next Apologia curriculum for Triss. I had $58 in that bucket, which I figured would just about cover the algebra book alone. I had space in next month's budget for the Apologia, which we don't need until Sept 2, but I wasn't sure what I would do about the other two needs. I looked at the poetry book as less of a necessity, but cringed every time I thought about putting it off, because Triss is doing so well with her poetry.

Tonight, I was able to purchase everything but the Apologia curriculum with that money. Everything. I am still amazed. And it took exactly all of it, isn't that funny?

We also had a pretty tight weekend where food and gas was concerned, but we made it through with prayer and cooperation and a little shuffling of envelopes. I have been praying a lot more now that I am not throwing my hands up and spending money without thinking when we need something. We had a dentist appointment on Thursday and several dental-related expenses fell into my lap that I hadn't counted on. I just sat in the car and prayed, "Lord, I can't wait to see you take care of this, because I know we can't!" (I found out the next day that Mr. Honey, who is in a commission pay structure at work, had a very good month. We should be fine.)

I hope this isn't too much detail. But I want to document the ways the Lord blesses us through this process. I just know the novelty of 'living like no one else' is going to wear off, and I want to place Ebenezers in the blog for us to refer to when we forget about the Lord's past provisions.

Friday, August 01, 2008

Books Read in July

Otto of the Silver Hand by Howard Pyle (finished)

Always Inventing: A Photobiography of Alexander Graham Bell by Tom L. Mathews (finished)

Feng-Shui for the Classroom: 101 Easy-to-Use Ideas by Renee Heiss (finished): This was a book I picked up and read at the library while waiting for Triss. Our schoolroom is in a constant state of disarray (except for the five minutes after we tidy it each day) and I thought I might gain some inspiration from learning a little about feng-shui. I learned how to pronounce it, which was helpful in a nobody-likes-to-look-dumb sort of way. I tend to use the "Hmm... this looks nice here" method of decorating, which is adequate, if a little random. Using colors and themes a la feng shui would give more structure to my decorating decisions. However, the idea of something called chi whooshing around the house pausing to look at things, and the seriousness that a number of people impose on it, was a little hard to focus on.

Shaking Hands with Shakespeare by Allison Shumacher (finished): lots of information on the Bard's plays.

Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis (a reread-- finished)

Teach Yourself Visually: Piano by Mary Sue Taylor (finished): I thought this was a nice resource for finding out what you can do with a piano. She gives the basics of several techniques, talks a lot about chords, explains how to decipher a lead sheet, and gives examples of different musical styles. It would take a lot of dedication and experimentation to actually become proficient at the piano using only this book, but it is a good reference tool for a student.

The Mirror Crack'd by Agatha Christie (finished-- a reread): I do love Miss Marple and her uncanny way of analyzing human nature.

The Tale of Despereaux: Being a Story of a Mouse, A Princess, Some Soup, And a Spool of Thread by Kate DiCamillo (finished): How's that for a long, windy title? This is an excellent tale, written at about a 4th to 6th grade level, of an unlikely hero. Rather dark, you know, but good fairy tales have darkness in order to better contrast the light. (She even defines the word, "chiaroscuro", it being the name of a rat in the tale.) This story is supposed to be released as a major motion picture this Christmas. (From the trailer, it looks like the movie will be different from the book, including some of the character development, which aggravates me to no end. I can understand changing some of the nonessentials, but could we please leave the characters alone? Despereaux in the trailer is shown as much more confident than he is in the book. Erg. Part of the charm of the story is that he is an *unlikely* hero. He isn't studying to be a hero! He is drawn to it like a moth to flame. But I digress.)

Fundamentals of Piano Practice by Chuan C. Chang (in progress): I gave this an inspectional reading a year or two ago, but now I am studying through it. A lot of good information. His 'counterintuitive' style of practice is the style I fell into guiltily in my teens, a latchkey kid without a lot of friends, who played piano for a couple of hours every day before mom got home. No one was there to tell me to practice, or what to practice, so I played through things my own way, occasionally getting into trouble from my teacher for not practicing what I was *supposed* to practice (Hanon, etc.). I developed a habit of learning my practice pieces fast so I could get back to my classics or musical theater books. However, I did not discover all the practice methods he writes about in this book-- far from it! I am learning a lot.

The Complete Idiot's Guide to Music Theory by Michael Miller (in progress): Informative book, unfortunate name. When I brought it home, Triss cried, "Mommy! You're not an idiot!" LOL! I had to explain to the kids that reading books for "Dummies" and "Idiots" does not mean that we are dummies or idiots. These books explain things in simple terms that a person without a lot of experience in the subject area would understand-- they break open the lingo and dispel a bit of mystery. I laughingly told Triss that these books are also for those of us (me) who already know the subject matter, but lack the simple explanations that would open it up to those who don't.

The New World by Winston Churchill (in progress)

From Dawn to Decadence by Jacques Barzun (in progress-- I've made it through page 59.)

CM's Volume 3 (in progress)

Writing to Learn by Thomas Zinsser (in progress)

Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin (in progress): I wasn't sure how much I would enjoy this book, but I am really into it now. It is the true story of a man who attempted to climb K2, and on his way back down got lost and stumbled into a tiny Pakistani village. The villagers lovingly cared for him for several weeks while he regained his strength, which was sapped almost to death by his exertions. As he recovered and got to know the people, he was seized with an immense desire to provide the village with a school for the children. Greg Mortenson, called Dr. Greg by the villagers because of his medical skill (he is a nurse), went back to northern California and began the difficult task of finding money to build the school. After finally being given money for the construction supplies and saving up enough of his own money for a return trip to Pakistan-- rigorous enough challenges-- he underwent cultural, political and geographical difficulties getting back to the village. And then found out that he could not get the supplies to the village because the bridge was inadequate. He went home, raised more money, and came back. And he and the villagers built the bridge. That's where I am in the book. Dr. Greg appears to be an ordinary man with an extraordinary spirit.